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"My oh my does someone looks hot" Ayat fanned herself as her eyes took in the woman in a wine red dress that hugged her curves beautifully.
"Why thank you" Nuha bowed down with a smile on her face.
"You look very pretty aunty Nuha" Mihrimah added and Nuha grabbed the little girl kissing her fluffy cheek tightly.
"Now that you've said I know I look pretty." She said making the little one giggle.
"Don't have anyone follow you back home" Ayat joked and Nuha rolled her eyes.
"It's not wattpad. It's real life my baby. No one stalks no one here"
"Sigh" Ayat said sighing loudly.
"Okay enough. Don't have your new stalker waiting for long. Shoo" Ayat chuckled ushering Nuha out of the house.
With a bright smile on her face Nuha descended the last few steps of the building and walked over to her car. Getting in she gave herself one last look and drove to the venue.
The annual dinner came faster than she had thought and what could be better than an evening full of glamour, champagne and flirtatious winks.
Her heels clicked on the pavement as she took confident steps towards the grand hotel booked for their company's celebration.
Passing a smile to the valet - who returned her, her keys after parking her car - she got inside. A grand chandelier shined brightly above her head and with a glass like mirroring floor who she resist taking a good picture.
Send a dozens of snaps to her friends she barely moved from the lobby taking countless mirror selfies with beautiful crystal hangings in the background.
Forcing her heart to only take on last full mirror selfie she clicked the picture but her breath got caught in her throat as she took in the man who photo bombed her picture.
"Take a few with me too" he said placing a hand on her waist and pulling her close.
Haider walked inside the building only to stop in his tracks at the sight of a lady in red. An enticing colour to be carried by an equally irresistible lady.
He slowly creeped behind her and passed a smirk for the camera and just then the picture clicked.
"Mr Malik?" She questioned turning around against him with his hand still on her waist.
"Yes Ms Idreesi?" He asked raising an eyebrow.
"You've taken enough of yours now take a few with me" he insisted and she rolled her eyes at him before turning in her place.
